"When have I ever hidden documents, afraid you''d see them?" Zane frowned, finding Calvin''s usationpletely absurd.


    "Do I need to pull up the surveince footage before you''lle clean?" Calvin massaged his temples and tilted his head back.


    Then he looked back at Zane, his face a mask of disappointment. "Mr. Zane, if you were just upfront about it, considering how long we''ve worked together, I could let it slide. But you..."


    Zane suddenly remembered thest time he went to the archive room to get some documents for his office and happened to run into Mr. Calvin. He had


    unconsciously hidden the documents behind him. Could such an innocent act be seen as suspicious?


    "Those documents weren''t yours; they were old research topics from our department, dating back seven or eight years," Zane exined.


    Calvin found this exnation even more ridiculous. "Research topics from seven or eight years ago? Mr. Zane, do you expect me to believe that?"


    "I''m not making excuses. I only took our department''s documents," Zane said firmly, standing tall.


    "Fine. You say you only took your department''s documents. How do you exin that the surveince footage shows you were the only one who entered the archive room during that period?" Calvin chuckled lightly. "Or do my documents have legs to walk away on their own?"


    "I don''t know about that. I haven''t touched your documents. What I showed my students was strictly rted to our field, and I have no reason to mess with your documents," Zane said solemnly, reaffirming his stance.


    "No reason?" Calvin gave Zane a prating look, then pulled out an academic journal from a drawer, flipping to an article, and pointed emphatically at the title. "What is this, then?"


    The title of the article was exactly about Calvin''s research report, and the summarized content was almost a brief version of his document. If it weren''t for stumbling upon this magazine today, he wouldn''t have been so furious.


    A few days ago, when Calvin found out his documents had been tampered with, he thought it was just colleagues browsing through them and didn''t take it to heart, merely mentioning it briefly in a meeting. He hadn''t expected that someone not only looked through them but also leaked the information to other institutions, which was a serious vition.


    Every institution has its own confidential research projects, and the leakage of such sensitive information could lead to significant losses.


    Zane nced at the article and then looked away, having never seen Calvin''s documents. He felt indifferent to the paper''s content. His gaze settled on Calvin''s face. "So, Mr. Calvin, are you saying the content here is yours?"


    Seeing Zane still refusing to admit, Calvin chuckled. "Could it possibly be yours?" "I didn''t..." Zane began to refute.


    Calvin didn''t want to hear any more, so he raised his hand to cut him off. "Enough, you don''t have to say anything. I know you won''t admit it."


    He turned his head to look at Mirabe. "I''m giving you a chance toe clean. If you admit to taking my documents, I''ll plead on your behalf to Mr. Belcher to aim for just a severe reprimand, not to be recorded in your file."


    Hearing Calvin''s offer, Zane''s eyes widened in shock.